Luyện nghe bài hát Ballers / Outro Cash Money Mix

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[Project
Man, why these niggas always hatin' on Hynotize and Money?
Man, fuck niggas!

What's up wodie? It's these gold girll and these boys
big time Hot Boy$, these 3-6 boys,
wit the self millionaire Cash Money boys

You done fucked with the nigga
Must they know I ride and I shoot quicker
have known not to upset this lil nigga
You got a click so what my click thicker
A bunch of real niggas burn ya
With no catch ya slippin then jam ya up
Slangin' weight ain't no for me
by the rules
Or shit I'll yo' family
That's I do
ya chest wide open
And ya fade nigga
And them all
from the 'K nigga
Turk don't play, when it's to get serious
Think I'm a hoe keep it that way and curious

Niggas be one love but wearin black gloves
Some niggas 26 and 28 still live in mom house askin' for play
Them niggas shouldn't be respected, they
Instead of hittin' blocks with glocks and niggas money spot
And breakin' bread with the who put em in that spot
These niggas wanna they hoes
And play with they
Instead of totin' fo' fo's and movin' fuckin'
Nigga I done more cars than niggas done bought pussy hoes
And bought more rims than niggas done fucked they hoe in they assholes
3-6 me to roll and unload
But nigga that
I'm to stack and mack
And that deal with shoulda showed that
But is where its at
Playboy you tell me how you luv that?
you tell me how you luv that?

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We be on some twanky
Playa hatas get found stanky
Trickin fat blunts of that danky
Big diamond on our panky panky

Fuck 3-6 Mafia gon' make me millions
Fuck with CMR gon' me some more millions
I can see it, I'm a 'em
And build me and
And put some money to the for my mom and my children
Ridin' my nigga Rambezee, to the easy
for my nigga Babyzee and B.G.eezy
off
Tinted windows on my candy cut dawg
a classy nigga fuck yall

J]
I'm representin' Northern to the fuckin' fullest
We ain't the kind to tote a gun when there no bullets
And that drama starts the strap we expect to pull it
You see a nigga holdin and you wish he would have
Rolled by yo' mama house and put her in a
'cause niggas on that Hennessey and marijuana
And now we back up in the hood on a phone-a
In that game slangin' to you blood donors
on, coward

[Lil
They me quick draw 2 pistols Lil Wayne
Champagne took my I don't think I just aim
tops on a Z-3
Start shootin' like 3
How them try me
Never me block burner
watch for lil shorty in black
Nigga get
Bout to make my glock 40 click
kill it
It's yo
It
Playin' with the
Pop like a skillet
Now nigga the dilly
influenced on Cristal
I'm warnin' you to clear the set because it gets
I be disguised as a mailman with a
deliver him 50 shots and take his child

[DJ
Punk bitch I ya
I double dare ya step against this pot
they try to step to the ruler but they ain't ready
Weak ass them try to make moves but I knock 'em out
2nd step yall need more help 2 barrels in his mouth
Face it when this shits fucked up you gotta deal it
This is my game, live with it or get killed it
These are my
is my board I let you roll off
And how you gon' have ice I cut your fuckin' water off

[Project
It's the project roll back I own them bricks
Kickin' game the Hot Boy$ and 3-6
B.G., Juvenile, Baby, Lil
North Memphis, Uptown, and we havin'
AIn't no thang ya come real ya gotta shine
I'm strapped with a glock 9, he ain't mine
We in our prime puttin' in players never rush it
Full of gin, hoes, like I'm mad russian
A discussion amongst men means a power
Is about to be made for a fool
that iron when you get in my business
Hypnotize, Money, on the rise bitch

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